I am lost in the woods.
There is no where to run.
Every where I turn there is a giant bear.
He wants to kill.
He wants me dead.
I try running.
I try hiding.
I try fighting.
Still he follows me.
His eyes large and red with rage.
Mouth open wide
Past the sparkling white teeth.
My car is to small and weak to protect me
From this monstrous hungry giant.
I empty a whole clip from my glock
Right into his face
One landing in his right eye
But still he pursues me.
I load the second clip.
I see only sparks
Fighting with the gun is futile
As the bear comes closer
Sensing my fear.
I climb to the top of my car
And into a tall tree
I cling there to the branches
Hot tears pouring down my face
My eyes large and watching
As the bear reaches the base of the tree
He stares up at me
There is laughter in his eyes
Why is this creature amused at my fear of him
I hear laughter coming from the trees
It is as if my mind knows the dream is ending
and it wishes to have the last laugh at me
As I cling helplessly to the tree
Tears streaming down my face
Out from the trees come the camera men
The makeup artists, the director, the producer
They are all laughing and celebrating
Someone helps the bear from his fur suit
The man in the bear suit looks up at me
Laughter and delight fill his eyes
He has frightened me
He has made me believe in him
And he is amused with me
Realization sets in
My grip lessens from the tree
But I am not getting down
What kind of person finds this terror and fear amusing
These humans are more frightening then the bear